The film that kicked off Russ Meyer's career as a significant force in independent filmmaking - made for a low cost it was very profitable. Absolutely it came along at the right time - a few years before it would've been too much a few years later not enough - but it has verve, energy and colour. It reminded me of Jacques Tati and Frank Tashlin in a weird way - the adventures of this salesman who perves on women.
He develops the ability to look at them with no clothes on but to be honest they're not wearing that much early on - lots of low cut tops. Plenty of cleavage on display, and breasts. There's a scene where he walked past a little girl doing a hula hoop which felt wrong - kids have no place in this world.
It only goes for an hour. It got monotonous - there's no story. But it is bright and hard energy.
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